Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 1111

When Winnie returned from her phone call, Channing had already made dinner and the smell of food was coming through.

It was quite late now and she was really hungry.

Winnie walked over and sat at the table, "Did you ...... go back to see your sister."

"Went."

"So how is she doing these days?"

Channing placed the bowl in front of her and then sat down, "You can just ask her."

Winnie gave a token smile and didn't answer.

In the past few years, she has never had the courage to face Stella, at most, she just sends greetings on New Year's Day, and then buys some gifts for the children and sends them over.

She kept her head down and ate in silence.

The room was quiet with only the sound of the TV echoing.

After a while, Channing's cell phone rang.

He swiped the screen to connect, and two milky voices soon came from the other end of the line -

"Uncle Chan!"

"Uncle Chan~"

Channing's voice trailed off, "What's wrong?"

"When are you coming back? Lala misses you."

"Lele also wants to Uncle Chan oh."

Channing's lips curved gently: "Uncle Chan will be back tomorrow."

Winnie's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, why didn't she go back today?

Soon, the phone was answered by Stella: "Chan, it's raining outside, are you still at the office?"

"No."

"So have you eaten yet, if you haven't come over here and I'll make it for you."

raised his eyes to the person across from him who was almost on the verge of burying his head in

said, "OK, then I'll take the two little girls to the bath

up the phone, Channing

she realized he was asking herself and nodded

you hold and eat

Winnie: "......"

thought about it, or put down the bowl and looked up at him, "Why don't you hurry up and eat, and finish ......

phone and said lightly, "They'll be asleep by the time I get

again and went back to eating her

a moment, got

widened slightly, and she couldn't say whether she was surprised or happy, she hurriedly put down her bowl, "I'll

and picked up his blazer, glancing

"It's ...... is it?"

her mood and watched him

the sound of the door closing came that she felt her tense nerves finally

table, the smile at the corner

say that he didn't eat dinner

hungry when it's so easy to make it and you haven't eaten a

the balcony with her head hanging, looking out at the crackling rain, her hand

and then hurriedly towards the door, halfway, she turned back and trotted into the bedroom, put on a hat mask sunglasses, and set a hooded jacket, wrapped inside and outside three layers, even the paparazzi with cameras dislike the degree of head

an umbrella and ran two blocks to find

head back

into the couch and let out a

and felt a little pinch

went back and touched a

the

He fell again.

stared at it for a while before putting the pen down

shower, she walked over to the dining room table and cleaned up the

all these dishes and

bed, listening to the rain

and turned, finally could not sleep, picked up the tablet, opened the variety show has seen countless times, the

was only twenty years old, and his eyes seemed to be following her movements all

in

played Variety, and slowly closed

Another night passed.

it was still drizzling outside

it's the rain or the reason she didn't

washing up and coming out, the assistant's

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